Farming in the Immortal Mansion

The green calamity cloud in the sky quickly dissipated and was involved in the spiritual energy vortex centered on Ye Ling!

"Refining!"

Ye Ling's cold voice, relying on the majestic power of heaven and earth, echoed over the capital of Wu for a long time!

Under the gaze of the ten Nascent Soul old monsters and the monks all over the city watching, Ye Ling gathered his arms, like holding the moon in his arms, and the blue light of the entire Danjie merged to form a bright light group, floating in his arms. In front of me!

Ye Ling skillfully pointed and kneaded the formula, firm belief flashing in his eyes like cold stars! It seemed to him that the heaven and the earth were a furnace, and the bright light of the Danjie was just like the elixir liquid in the Qiyao Dan furnace!

This time, the monks all over the city were shocked! Everyone looked at this newly promoted alchemy master with admiration!

Hongtang stared at her master, and saw that the bright cyan light group in front of him was getting smaller and smaller, and the light became more and more dazzling. Hongtang nervously squeezed Qingwan's jade hand, thinking silently in her heart. : "Bless me, master, and be careful! Don't be hurt by the power of heavenly calamity."

Xiao Tao's almond-shaped eyes were filled with Ye Ling's figure, and her eyes revealed her fanatical admiration!

Pavilion Master Cui and the guys from Huixing Pavilion were all extremely excited, especially when they saw the great city lord and the ancestors of the nine great immortal sects paying attention to every move of the lord. Even they felt extremely honored. .

Wei Tong, a man from the Iron Tower who was among the monks of the Xuanxian Sect and the disciples of the Zhou family, looked up at his old friend Ye Ling and remained silent. He, who had always been heroic, had a complex expression of half joy and half worry on his face. '.

"Brother Ye, Brother Ye, although you have survived this calamity and even melted the calamity cloud. But do you know that Zhou Tong'an, the ancestor of the Dixuan Immortal Sect and the ancestor of the Zhou family, has offered a reward of one million spiritual stones for your capture? ! It’s true that one calamity comes after another. I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a misfortune. Brother Ye, take care! I can’t help you out of this misfortune. I hope you will not be recognized by these Zhou family disciples. "

Unexpectedly, as soon as Wei Tong thought of this, some of the disciples of Zhou's Immortal Cultivation Family began to discuss secretly:

"This person is Ye Ling! Go and report to the ancestor!"

"Ye Ling? How is this possible! Ye Ling is wanted by his clan, how dare he 'show' his face in public?"

"It's absolutely true. I was ordered to follow him in the Tiandanxian 'Sect'! Now our ancestor of the Tiandanxian 'Sect' is right in front. I don't dare to go. You guys hurry up and send the message!"

Although the disciples of the Zhou family knew that the reward for Ye Ling's capture was a million spiritual stones, in addition to the ancestor, there were nine old Nascent Soul monsters sitting in charge. The disciples of the Zhou family passed the blame among each other for a long time, but no one dared to go up and report the news.

Finally, a few direct descendants of the Zhou family, who were usually favored by their ancestors, wanted to be rewarded and had the courage to go.

Seeing this, Wei Tong hurriedly tried to dissuade you from the side: "You rush forward recklessly, be careful of being killed by Senior Yuan Ying! Even if Senior doesn't take action, the ancestor will punish you when he sees you, big or small, barging in without permission. !”

These dandy boys had not yet turned around, and said curiously: "The ancestor personally promised that whoever captures Ye Ling or takes Ye Ling's head will be rewarded with one million spiritual stones; whoever captures Liu Juntang will be rewarded with three million spiritual stones! Let's go and report the news. , That’s meritorious service. It’s too late for the ancestor to be happy, so how can he be punished?”

Wei Tong sneered: "Hey, you guys went there just to embarrass the ancestor in public! You clearly want the ancestor to be ridiculed by the Yuan Ying seniors, saying that the Zhou family is not strict in running the family, and the juniors of Foundation Establishment dare not be as big as the younger ones. They came up and ran around."

These dandy boys were so frightened that their faces turned pale. Instead of being angry, they thanked them profusely: "Thank you, Brother Wei from the Dixuanxian Sect, for reminding me! What I'm saying is that now is really not the time to tell the truth."

At this moment, the bright light in front of Ye Ling condensed into a large water ball, like a bluish bubble.

"The Ding Dan takes shape and condenses!"

Ye Ling concentrated on her concentration, opened her palms, and the bright blue bubbles condensed again, and finally formed into a blue pill the size of a walnut, exuding a vast aura of vitality!

The monks all over the city, from the Yuanying old monster to the Qi Practitioner, all took a breath of cold air. They could hardly believe that what they were seeing was real!

"Ah! Heaven's calamity turned into a green elixir! It's such an anecdote through the ages."

"My eyes have been opened. This trip was not in vain!"

The monks who were watching were filled with exclamations of exclamation as they watched Ye Ling holding the Qingdan and flying down in the wind.

Hongtang, Yuming and Xiaotao were all surprised and delighted, admiring their master's alchemy skills.

At this time, the great city lord Xuan Zhenzi and the ancestors of the nine great immortal sects gathered around one after another. They seemed to regard Ye Ling as a piece of cake and offered conditions that would make all the monks envious for several lifetimes to recruit Ye Ling. Ling.

Feng Cailing, the ancestor of You Yuexian's sect, grabbed Ye Ling's hand regardless of his identity and face, and said with a smile as bright as a flower: "Follow me! There are many girls in our You Yuexian sect. 'Xiu, you should understand what I mean!"

"Feng Cailing, let go! How unbecoming you are in front of all the young people in the city! The Immortal Sect of the Golden Pavilion sincerely recruits this boy to be the head of the elders!"

The great city lord Xuan Zhenzi coughed in a deep voice and said loudly: "Don't argue, I have met this person before! We have a relationship with me. When the tide coast was peaceful and chaotic, I still remembered his surname was Ye!" "